Calling This Home

It has been 18 years. 18 years in which people have called me up and sought me for advise and need in their time of aid. I have always been the good friend. I have always been the shoulder to cry on, and lean on. I have held the tissues and held back the fists. I have even cured the monthly crap and aided in the pursuit of a better education. Over all I think I have been a good friend. I give the best advise I can, and do the best I can. My friends will all tell you that I rarely miss a birthday, production, or event that involves them. In fact I'm sometimes obsess to keep on top of them so that I don't miss a thing. I like being there for them. I like knowing that I can make a difference in their lives.
Its a good feeling to know that your loved ones are safe and secure. And to me my friends are my most beloved loved ones. They are my family.

"I fall asleep with my friends around me. Only place I know, I feel safe. I'm going to call this home"

Traveling Blame

Everyday was such a fight

Every hour such a bitter argument

That letting go made harder

By every silence

Making a bigger distance to cross

By the gap

 

And you swung out, swung out

Aiming for me in your pure hostility

And you missed, you missed

Hitting Mars

Throwing the planets off their course

And you have no one to blame, no one to blame

 

Everyday was such a torment

Every moment was such a painful dread

That I forced down without thinking

Pushing away

Liking silence more than the screaming

Tuning out everything

 

And I dried tears, dried tears

Making sure you never once saw

And I gave up, gave up

On you

As the world’s doubts entered my head

Blaming only you, only you

 

Being blind never helped, never helped

As we stood pointing fingers

And we both missed, both missed

The point

Throwing the universe off its axis

 

Now it’s too late, too late

To close the distance

And we have no one to blame, no one to blame

But ourselves

Dark Blue

Out the window

To a worldly mirage

Where lies and truth

Are crosshatched

Eyes are crossed to the 3rd degree

 

Lost within the smog clouding the glass

Lost in a crowded room

And I’m here with you

Even when wanting to see is just too hard

 

And you stare out

Above the mess

Into the night’s perfect shade of

Dark Blue, dark blue

And you stare out over all the confusion

Simply you find

Dark blue, dark blue

The sky was light

Deeply light with dark blue

 

Staring into this inner room

Shells of bodies

Standing as an obstacle

Locking the oxygen

Depriving a path for freedom

 

Lost within the smog clouding the glass

Lost in a crowded room

And I’m here with you

Even when dwelling here is just too hard

 

And you stare out

Above the mess

Into the night’s perfect shade of

Dark Blue, dark blue

And you stare out over all the confusion

To find the sky light with

Dark blue, dark blue

 

And you stare out

Out the window

To a worldly mirage

And looking to the sky for clearing

You find meaning in simple

Dark blue